One of the primary reasons I took on this Mr. Rogers project for 2020 was because I wanted to spend the year practicing how to love and appreciate all of my neighbors. We live in a polarized and divisive society and as I contemplated how to navigate those choppy waters I figured Mr. Rogers would... Continue Reading →
In the first entry for my Year of Living Like Mr. Rogers project, I decided to focus on gratitude. As a child, watching Mr. Rogers, one of things I remember him often saying was, "Thank you for being you." We often thank people, but the unspoken caveat is that they have done something that helps... Continue Reading →
When I was studying Appalachian culture in college, one debate we often had in our classes was about whether the Appalachian people were fatalistic in their worldview. As a twenty-something with a wide world awaiting her and a head full of dreams, I argued that we were, in fact, not fatalistic. Years have spun out... Continue Reading →
Everything is 2020! I'm so excited to have two new adventures I am embarking on this year--two new avenues I'll be keeping you up-to-date on as the days go by. So what's new? First... a lifetime dream is coming true. Thanks to the expertise of Anna Weber Stearns at Voices in Print, I'll be publishing... Continue Reading →
A prayer of hope Joel 2:23-32 O God, the earth shakes and the heavens split open. Everywhere we look we see blood and fire and columns of smoke. Our legs are like rubber, our hearts melt with fear. What has this world come to? And yet, we rejoice. We rejoice because our sons and daughters... Continue Reading →
It was a dreary day driving out of Idaho... and then cold and blustery in Wyoming (and snowing!) But even in the midst of the clouds there were moments of blue skies and sunshine. I couldn't help but be reminded that we are still in the Easter season and signs of resurrection are everywhere.
This Mother's Day, I find my heart dwelling on the ways in which we who never knew the thrill, the pain, the fear, or the joy of the miracle of birth mother the children around us. As my 21-year-old nephew prepares to make the long journey from West Virginia to Idaho in order to live... Continue Reading →
Call to Worship: Inspired by Psalm 25 Our lives belong to you, God.Wonderful God, we trust you. We have gathered in this place to worship you, God. You have given us shelter from the harsh sun and the bitter cold. You have rained your mercy down upon us and you have warmed us with the... Continue Reading →